"What do I mean? You have such a noble identity and such expensive clothes on a beast in my dream death building. Of course, I have to thank you very much!" the scholar sneered.

Ziwu realized that something was wrong and quietly pulled Duer's sleeve. However, Duer quietly broke away.

Ignoring Ziwei's sign, Duer said coldly, "Since the boss is so kind, Xiao Er is disrespectful."

The scholar smiled fiercely when he saw this and said, "Since you look down on me so much, I will make an exception and fight with you for a while! Whoever wins will be the new boss here!"

"Okay!" Dur said.

Seeing this, Ziwu wrinkled into a bun and rushed to Duer and said, "Why did you ignore me just now? The wine boss used this trick several times. It's okay if he won, but he lost, but he had to become a slave like that!"

"Become a slave?" Duer had long expected that the boss had a trick, but he didn't expect that the boss's trick was so vicious.

"Slaves are animals. Why do you treat you? Even if you kill you, you have no place to say anything!" Ziwu stamped his feet.

"Which woman had friends before?" Duer suddenly said this.

The smirking girl was stunned for a moment, "Ah?"

"When she became a slave, did her family and friends react the same as you? Who was born to be a slave?"

Having said that, Duer left the ziwu who was still in the same place with his mouth wide open and unresponsive, walked to the wine boss and said, "How to fight?"

"Simple, everyone present will take the wine from the restaurant and mix it on the stage. You and I will take the wine from the stage and mix it with each other. Each one will get a drink. Whoever gets drunk first will win." The scholar said.

"Yes, but I want to add another one. You and I took out their most proud wine for everyone to taste. Whoever's wine is more popular will win." Duer sneered.

"What's the difficulty? It's just the winner or lose?" The scholar stared at Duer.

"It turns out that the wine boss is not sure who can win?" He stabbed the wine boss with no slight and seriousness. Duer felt relieved and said slowly, "The first game determines the outcome and the second game, just fulfill the conditions I put forward."

This...that scholar is obviously because of a moment.

Then a laugh suddenly came from outside, and one person walked into the restaurant. When the others saw this person, they couldn't help but pause, bowed one after another, and then respectfully made way out.

"Guyu manager."

The city lord's close servant was named after the twenty-four solar terms. The person who came was dressed as a Taoist priest, with wide robe and big sleeves, white jade as a crown, and an Eight Trigrams diagram embroidered on his clothes. Among the twenty-four servants, Guyu, ranked sixth among Guyu.

Guyu had no airs. After signaling everyone to get up, he smiled and handed a tray Yudul and said, "It was late last day, and today I guessed that you were going to go to the east for class. I kept thinking about the time to come. Unfortunately, I was still one step late and was kidnapped by this monkey." As he said that, he also ordered a handful of felts.

Ziwen's elder brother was in the Spring Equinox, so he was naturally familiar with Guyu. Seeing this, he just stuck out his tongue and responded with a smile.

Duer glanced at it and saw that there were not many things on the tray, and everything was good. After a rough estimate, if she was outside, she would have no worries about food and drink for the rest of her life.

Gu Yu followed Duer's gaze and explained, "There are still some gold and silver next to him, but they are nothing. I will only take a few that I have seen for you to see in person."

Duer couldn't help but be amazed when he heard his tone: Gold and silver were too lazy to take a look at it, and the beautiful jade treasure pots in front of him could only be considered as being so beautiful? How rich is this Yancheng?

Duer was stunned and Guyu had already seen the scholar and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you here?"

The scholar saw Guyu come to ask in person and quickly bowed and replied, but Duer saw Guyu giving in a sharp-eyed look, and only received half a tribute from the scholar, he knew that the status of the scholar was also not low.

The scholar talked about the future and the ends of the future, and Guyu became interested and asked Duer directly, "You are voluntary. If you want to change it, I will make the decision to change it for you and the two of you."

Duer blinked, for some reason, Guyu seemed to take good care of himself, and this care even exceeded that of the pair. And it was obviously a good thing, Duer felt a chill on his back. It seemed that something bad was going to happen.

Ziwu pulled Duer's sleeve tightly here and quickly persuaded Duer in his ear, "It is said that this boss has been here for ten years, but he has never lost. Before, there was a person who looked so good that he was so good that he was deceived by him. After losing, he would be the end. Hurry up, no one would laugh at you!!"

"Thank you, Manager Guyu, this is not necessary." Duer pulled his sleeve back and showed a vicious smile at the scholar.

Thinking back then, it was so refreshing to have a fight with the old man on the mountain. Moreover, the pear blossom wine was too sweet. As long as Duer got the opportunity to drink secretly, he would drink as much as he could. The old man was skillful and didn’t know whether the wine he brewed was strong. In short, the good wine Duer encountered after he went down the mountain was not as strong as the one on the mountain.

When the scholar saw Duer agreeing, he snorted coldly and signaled that he could start.

After some agreement, Gu Yu, Ziwu and eight other people randomly took the wine and mixed it in the jar, lined up in front of Duer and the scholar. Then the two of them made a cup for each other.

First of all, it is not easy to identify what kind of wine it is and what year of wine it is. It is also difficult to mix it with this wine and get drunk to the other party.

Therefore, the restaurant soon became crowded, and some people even set up gambling plates. Of course, it was obvious that Duer had high odds, and even the scholars looked at Duer with some contempt.

Seeing this, Ziwu cheered Duer up, "If you lose someone, you won't lose!"

Duer glared at the latter directly, and the latter comforted her, "It's okay, although I bet two thousand taels for the wine boss, I have bet five hundred taels for you."

Duld paused and asked, "Can I place bets too?"

Ziwu said, "Of course, just talking about your silver is tens of thousands of taels, so let them get it."

Duer nodded and said, "Then I bet 10,000 taels and bet on myself."

Gu Yu looked at the movements of the two, couldn't help but smile, took out a piece of beautiful jade from his sleeves, and threw it on the gambling table.

The responsible person went to the appraisal and estimated the price of 5,000 taels. Then he announced loudly, "Wine Boss, 5,000--"

The remaining voice was interrupted by the melon seeds on the table that Guyu grabbed casually. Guyu said, "Five thousand taels, I'll press her." He pointed his finger and pointed at Duer in a group of unbelievable eyes.

Guyu's behavior further aroused everyone's enthusiasm, and the bets were more active. For a moment, the excitement of that side actually surpassed the two people who were going to compete.

Gu Yu had to cough and signal everyone to be quiet. The gambling table also opened to verify money.

Duer and the scholars are also ready.

"Start." Gu Yu ordered the scholar to start the action first. After all, the mixed wine and liquids themselves potentially limit the types and quantity that can be used. Sometimes if you want to use a single wine in a mixed product, you have to be forced to add another or even several types of wine. What is tested is the sensitivity, techniques, experience, and brainpower of the bartender.

The scholar first opened a crack in the first pot of wine. After smelling it, he took out a little with his index finger, licked it, and wrote and painted on the paper specially prepared on one side with a serious expression. Then he opened the second jar of wine. The same steps, but the difference was that the scholar's hands were getting faster and faster, and his eyes became more and more focused. Finally, he finally took an empty cup, added it little by little according to an extremely strict proportion, and finally sealed it with another quilt, carrying two cups with one hand, and vibrated back and forth. The technique was so fast that he could only see the afterimage of his hand for a while.

Finally, he shouted, and the quilt in his hand fell heavily to the ground. The cup on it was turned upside down by him using a special method. The cup below stood on it, holding the wine.

When everyone felt that the dust had settled, they heard a light sound, and the cup holding the wine was cut in half. Seeing that the wine that had been exhausted was about to be lost half. Everyone exclaimed, and some even stretched out their hands, as if they could support the scholars.

The scholar sneered and let the half of the cup fall.

"Bang--" The porcelain made a crisp sound. However, everyone saw that the porcelain was broken and there was no wine at all. They couldn't help but look at the smooth porcelain inside the porcelain with a shallow layer of wine with a faint glow. Although there was only a little bit, the strong alcoholic spirit emitted made the people who came over to see it at the moment feel unstable.

The scholar poured out the wine and took two more cups and repeated it - this was the meaning of filling up a cup! Everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, and while they were sorry for Duer, they also wanted to see the scholar's skills again.

This time, the scholar was so generous that he gathered the small cup nine times in a row. He actually came again, concentrating the already strong sense of alcohol again, and the full cup turned into three quarters. He repeated again - it seemed that this time he was bound to win against Duer.

Everyone looked at Duer quickly, but saw Duer looking at the scholar with admiration. In everyone's eyes, this was nothing different from surrender. Many people flashed with disappointment. A small number of people who hoped that Duer would make a fortune were very depressed, and they just waited for Duer to admit defeat.

But at this time, Duer began to move, and everyone couldn't help but look over, and even scholars were a little curious.

But Duer took a cup casually, as if he was pouring a little from this pot, and a little from that pot, and stopped to stir it from time to time. The pot seemed to be shaking under Duer's nose, and after a moment of meaning, everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes away - this was probably because they gave up hope and fooled it at will.

But Duer was like a scholar, and took the wine glasses in succession, mixed them and combined them into a cup. Then Duer finally smelled the wine one by one, took two more, poured them into the sky, and combined them into a cup.

Then he placed it directly in front of the scholar and said, "Please--"

Everyone was extremely disappointed to see it. Just then, the scholar was also finished.
Chapter completed!